I learned something from this person, about the deceased Tang Gui.
I think if this is the case, it is indeed possible that he went to steal the clay statue, and then died on the way back in a hurry, causing the clay statue to fall into the pond.
Of course, this is just a speculation on my part and cannot be determined yet.
This person told me that last year, a few people in Yiyang Village, Meihua Town, Dao County made a fortune by hoarding taro. They saved the taro to dig until the end of the year. Tang Gui followed the example of those people in Yiyang Village and started a taro hoarding business, but lost money.
The taros in the field were all rotten, and he owed more than 20,000 yuan in foreign debt. Because of this, his wife quarreled and fought with him every day.
I was a little surprised, because I saw that his wife had always behaved very quietly. After the accident, she had been busy dressing up in mourning, cooking and entertaining people, and she would not talk too loudly to people.
After giving me a bowl, Dou Sprout said to me in a low voice: "Fengzi, based on my years of experience, there may be something wrong with this woman."
"What's the problem?"
"Um....."
Dou Yazai thought for a while and said: "I suspect that this woman knew about her husband stealing the clay statue. Her cry was fake. Also, I also noticed a detail just now. Her eyes when looking at the coffin were very cold.
There is no love at all."
"Can you tell so much?"
"What, you think I just ate?"
"Listen to me, let's go back and ask if the head can go into the water tonight. If not today, why don't we come over tonight and have a look."
I asked when I got back, shook my head and said, "Wait a minute, I just found a clue that Lao Wang (Wang Junhua) had contact with that handsome guy a few months ago."
"But I still can't figure out why the time doesn't match up. When my junior brother came to me, he said that Lao Wang disappeared in Daoxian two months ago. If he went down with this group of people and was reading the contents of the notes, then
There is a gap in between..."
After finishing speaking, I frowned and looked at the sketch I drew. Just as I was about to speak, I heard someone calling me.
"Hey Yunfeng, where have you two been? This thing is so fun," Brother Yu led the duck out.
"Sit, sit!" Brother Yu ordered loudly.
Then the duck seemed to understand and sat down.
"Look! This thing has human nature!"
Brother Yu couldn't hide the smile on his face.
"stand up!"
"Turn around!" Brother Yu said loudly again.
The duck stood up, flapped its wings twice, and spun around in circles.
I have seen dog training and cat training, but I have never seen duck training. Bean sprouts also imitated Brother Yu and said: "Sit!"
"Sit down!"
The duck didn't react at all.
"You fucking sit down!" Dou Sprout shouted in a higher tone.
"You can't do it, it's up to me."
Brother Yu pointed his finger and said: "Sit!"
The duck immediately squatted down on the ground, just like a dog.
"Haha," Brother Yu was in a rare good mood and laughed heartily.
Xiaoxuan was also amused by the duck and burst into laughter. When she heard the laughter, the duck immediately followed it by quacking, as if it had joined us, which made the rest of us burst into laughter, temporarily forgetting about Guizailing.
Worry about things.
Brother Yu said that the reason why the duck listened to him was because the duck was addicted to alcohol, and if he was given a drink, he would become obedient.
Amidst the laughter, I looked back.
He didn't know what he was thinking about. He had a sad look on his face, his brows were furrowed, and he was rubbing his temples.
I told my head that I would not go down tonight, and Douyazai came to call me at around 8 o'clock. Xiaoxuan heard that we were going to see a religious ceremony, and she said she would go with us.
If Brother Yu doesn't go, he seems to have become good friends with Echo Duck. It's like raising a puppy. He doesn't need to hold a leash. Instead of running, he follows wherever he goes. Brother Yu will come running when he barks.
There is also a moon at night in winter here. We were walking side by side on the village path. Dou Sprout didn't know if he had taken the wrong medicine. He suddenly sighed and said: "Death is like a lamp going out. There is no one left to control it. Xiaoxuan, after your father died, you seemed to have died."
You've never gone back, have you? No one's looking for you, and I've never seen you speaking Cantonese on the phone. Why is that?"
"Are you out of your mind? Why are you bringing this up when you have nothing to do!" I scolded Dou Sprout.
Dou Sprout scratched his head and said, "Didn't I suddenly remember it? Besides, of course I hope Xiaoxuan is well."
"Think about Fengzi. If Xiaoxuan inherits the family business one day and has more than a hundred fish boats, we can help people transport cultural relics from the mainland."
"Just like what Master Yao did back then, we take a 30% commission, earn 30,000 from 100,000, and 300,000 from 1 million, regardless of whether they are from the south or the north, as long as they give us money, we will give it away! Think about how big this is
profit."
"Shut up," I pointed at Dou Sprout and said, "Don't say anything you shouldn't say in the future. No one will think you are mute!"
What surprised me was Xiaoxuan's reaction. She didn't seem to hear her. She just smiled and said, "Let's go and see the Taoist priests doing it."
After arriving at the place, before it started, the lights were on at the door of Tang Gui's house, some villagers were coming in and out, and several women were sitting at the door eating melon seeds and looking after their children.
A little after nine o'clock, the second half of the dojo began.
A plate of apples was placed in front of the coffin, and a chair was placed opposite the coffin. On the chair was a photo of Tang Gui.
There are two white candles on both sides of the photo, and on the back of the chair hangs a piece of clothing that Tang Gui often wore during his lifetime.
The Taoist priest, dressed in red and yellow silk satin, grabbed a handful of rice and threw it in front of the chair, muttering something in his mouth.
Under the illumination of candles, Tang Gui's photo looked a little white.
The Taoist priest with a mustache chanted like this for more than 40 minutes. I guess he just recited it blindly. After reciting the sutra, he threw the hanging clothes into a basin and burned them. The dojo was completed, and then Tang Gui's wife stayed overnight.
, just bury the coffin tomorrow.
People slowly dispersed and went back to their homes. We hid at the door and did not leave.
At half past ten, Tang Gui's wife turned off the light at the door, but there were stars that night and she could still see things.
We climbed over the wall with Dou Sprout, and we pulled Xiaoxuan up again. After jumping into the small courtyard, we tiptoed to the window and peeked in secretly.
In the room, Tang Gui's wife was still dressed in white.
She put three sticks of incense into the incense burner and stared at Tang Gui's photo.
"Sister-in-law, don't read it. It will make you sad if you read too much." At this time, Tang Gui's younger brother walked out of the back room.
"Why......"
The woman sighed: "Your brother just left. As the daughter-in-law of the Tang family, I was not able to leave a son and a half to his family. I feel a little ashamed."
Brother Tang Gui looked lonely. He walked to the photo and looked at it for a while. Then he suddenly smiled and stretched out his right hand, and slapped his sister-in-law on the butt.
"Sister-in-law, you are still pretending to be quiet. If my brother knew that you had been taking medicine behind his back, he would probably be furious."
"You didn't let me?"
Tang Gui's wife turned around and said angrily: "If the people in the village find out, I will be ashamed to live."
"Haha, ghosts will know."
Brother Tang Gui hugged his sister-in-law and said with a smile: "My brother is just a loser. He still wants to make a fortune by imitating others' methods of saving taro? Is he that kind of material?"
"Besides, if you are such a wasteland, how can he satisfy you? You still have to rely on me."
"Don't touch me."
"Aren't you afraid that your brother will turn into a ghost and take revenge on you?"
"Haha, I'm afraid, the Taoist priest I spent so much money on has long since lost his soul after his salvation."
"From now on, I can come to this house whenever I want and leave whenever I want. Please let me touch it."
Douyazai was so scared that he almost wiped the glass with his face, and Xiaoxuan was also dumbfounded.
"Hey, get up and drive."
Tang Gui's wife pushed the man away and said, "Let me ask you, what do you do with the clay statue in Zaizai Temple? The man named Tian gave 20,000 yuan. When will you go get it again?"
"I understand, let's wait for a while and then talk about it after these two days."
Through the glass, we saw that this man picked up Tang Gui's wife and slammed her against the coffin.
A few minutes later, the coffin lid squeaked as it shook.
Tang Gui's portrait was in a frame, and he happened to be watching this scene.
The candle is almost burned out. It may be because the flame has become smaller, or it may be due to the refraction of light when we look through the glass.
For a moment, I seemed to be dazzled.
In the photo, Tang Gui's smile disappeared little by little, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.